It's Just Sex, Babe

"Hey babe, what time do you think you'll be home?" Steve texts.

I hear my phone buzz. Gllllg, gllllg, gllllg, gllllg.

"Mmmmmm," Ben groans.

Gllllg, gllllg, gllllg, gllllg.

"Just wondering cuz I got dinner :)" Steve texts again.

I look up at Ben. God, how does he have the time to make his abs look that fucking good?

Gllllg, gllllg, gllllg, gllllg.

His slacks feel so smooth, I can't believe he's still wearing his tie.

"How was your day?" I hear my phone buzz yet again.

Gllllg, gllllg, gllllg, gllllg.

"Such a good little slut," Ben sighs. "You're gonna make me...."

I lock eyes with him and make sure he sees me slowly lift my hips. My eyes smile as he watches me move my hand down my body.

Gllllg, gllllg, gllllg, gllllg. "Unnhhhh," I moan into Ben's cock. His eyes roll to the back of his head, his mouth wide open. I slide my hand under my blue lace panties and start to massage my clit. Damn, I can't believe I'm already so wet.

Ben tucks my hair behind my left ear. "You missed me, huh?" he teases. I press harder with my middle finger. I try my best to nod.

Gllllg, gllllg, gllllg, gllllg. His cock tenses in my mouth. "I love watching my horny little slut," he moans before grabbing a fistful of my hair.

I smile up at him. My eyes flutter instinctively as a wave of pleasure hits me. I lift my middle finger for a second and feel a string of cum follow it. My knuckle grazes against my panties, they're absolutely soaked.

Gllllg, gllllg, gllllg, gllllg. Ben starts thrusting his hips. I occasionally feel his zipper tap the bottom of my chin. He pulls my hair to keep me in place. I move my fingers down to my pussy and grind against my palm. "I missed you," he groans. I lift my tongue to massage his cock as he fucks my face. "Your mouth feels so soft, almost as good as....." he trails off.

He leans further back in his chair. His hips slow but his grip on my hair tightens. I open my mouth wider and feel his salty cum shoot down my throat. His cock pulses again, and again, and again. I close my lips around his cock to swallow all of it while rocking my hips against my clit and pushing my fingers deeper.

"Ahhhhhhhhfffff," I moan. My eyes close, and my orgasm shoots through me like electricity. I keep gently sucking his cock while my body's buzzing.

I swallow the last of Ben's cum and wipe my chin. He's looking down at me with hunger in his eyes. I smirk for a moment. "Next time."

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When I get home, Steve's sitting at the table with a bowl of Chinese food. "How was work?" he asks.

"Exhausted, I'm starving," I say as I sit down. I combine a container of noodles with some sesame chicken, and Steve tells me about his day.

After dinner, I change into my comfy clothes, and we watch the latest episode of Love Island on the couch. He's playing some game on his phone like usual, and I look down to a text from Ben.

"Same time tomorrow?"

I smile and bite my lip. "So eager," I text back. "Are you picking up food, or should I bring something to eat?" He reacts with a devil emoji.

About halfway through the episode, I get up and walk to the bedroom. I look through my underwear drawer and change into a black satin bralette and matching thong. I go back and forth about whether to wear a robe, and I settle on a light pink sheer babydoll.

I walk back to the living room and sit down next to Steve. His eyes widen, and he shifts a little on the couch. I slowly stroke his thigh and rest my shoulder against his.

"What'd I miss?"

Steve gulps. "Not much. The new girl's coming in hot," he says, gesturing to a blonde woman in an orange bikini who's definitely had a boob job.

I move my hand between our thighs. "Do you think he's gonna pick her?"

"Ummmm, I don't know, they've got a lot of chemistry." He shifts his hips on the couch. I start to lightly stroke his jeans around his left knee.

"Sometimes that's all it takes," I say dreamily. I tilt my head down and to the right. My fingers trace their way up his leg. Steve takes a long breath in. My middle finger follows the crease running up his thigh. "And sometimes," I pause, "you're laughing one minute, gagging the next."

My finger grazes the base of his dick, and I feel it harden. I press down gently. "Or...... sometimes he's got his hand over your mouth so the people in the other dressing room don't hear you moan." I glide my fingernail up his shaft. It feels like a diamond. "Or you're deciding whether to keep your panties on or fold them up and put them in your purse because so much of his cum dripped down your back."

I tease the head of his dick with my fingertip. Steve lifts his hips. God, it's so fun when I barely have to do anything. Steve lets out a quiet moan. "But the best is when he fucks you so hard that you forget how to think, it's just white noise, static."

I raise my finger to my thumb and slowly unbutton his pants. Then undo his zipper. I snake my middle finger under the folds of his jeans. He soaked right through his boxers. I massage his tip with my thumb. "Did I tell you about the hot stock broker?"

Steve shakes his head. I smirk, "Well...... one time, I was getting drinks with Amanda, and we saw this group of guys in the nicest suits you've ever seen. A couple of 'em walked to the bar, and the other two got a table. The one facing me had his hair slicked back, and the sort of swagger that only pro athletes have."

I wrap my pointer finger around his tip and start to gently stroke. "I can't keep my eyes off him. When he lifts his drink, I see this really nice watch that's gotta be a Rolex. His suit fits him so perfectly, I swear I can see his biceps through it. So we're making eyes for what feels like an hour, and......" I trail off.

Steve's dick is starting to fuck my fingers. I slowly wrap them all the way around it. He's a little smaller than Ben, so my pinky's resting on his balls. "Do you want me to keep going?" I whisper. He nods four or five times.

"So he comes over, and we start talking. Turns out he's in town on business, and they just closed a massive deal, so they're out celebrating. So obviously....... I congratulate him."

"H-how?" Steve stammers.

My eyes light up, I love this part. I lick my lips and look off to the corner of the room. "I mean...... it was a team effort, so I've gotta congratulate each and every one of them."

Am I exaggerating a bit? I mean sure, but what's wrong with fudging some of the details? I pull down the waistband of Steve's plaid boxers, and his dick's glistening. I spit in my hand and slowly combine it with Steve's precum as I stroke his dick.

"So to start, Amanda and I went back to their hotel bar for a nightcap. And we're having a fun time, who doesn't like tequila shots? Or vodka shots? Then they invite us upstairs. And Amanda's starting to get tired, but I convince her to go with me. We're all talking and having a good time. It turns out that one of the guys just got engaged, so the rest of them are giving him a hard time. Hot Rolex Guy tells me he's got some really good whiskey in his room, so of course I go with him. As soon as we get in the door, I'm against the wall and his hand's up my skirt."

Steve's dick is leaking more and more, I can smell the musk. I slow the pace, but he picks up the slack. His hips are working overtime. "Where was I?" I tease. "So Hot Rolex Guy's fucking me like his life depends on it, and we hear a knock. Amanda and the engaged guy are getting ice, but Hot Rolex Guy lets the other two guys in after zipping his pants back up. I haven't moved, I'm still up against the wall with my skirt hiked up over my ass, my panties around my ankles."

Steve speeds up, I can tell he's close. I pull my hand away abruptly. He looks at me like I drop-kicked a puppy. I smirk and lift my thumb to my lower lip. Locking eyes with Steve, I slowly lick his precum and let out a soft, high-pitched moan. Again. And again. I take my pointer and middle fingers in my mouth and suck them like a cock.

After a few moments, Steve lowers his hand to touch himself. I shake my head before wrapping my fingers around his dick again, increasing the pace this time.

"Do you want me to keep going?" I ask, knowing the answer. Steve nods, and my hand can feel how bad he wants me to.

"At this point, I'm feral. Hot Rolex Guy, or Matt, left me wanting more, and I'm just feeling sooooo empty. The other two, Oliver and Jordan, look at me against the wall, and I can see the hunger in their eyes. I lock eyes with Jordan, then Oliver. After a sec, I pull my skirt down and pretend to be embarrassed, like oh my gosh, I can't believe you walked in on us, but do you like what you see?"

Steve's dick is throbbing, aching for release. "My act doesn't last long. I step out of my panties and walk over to the bed. Matt's immediately following me while Jordan and Oliver wait between the bed and the door. I lean over, arching my back for Matt, look over at Jordan, and motion to the bed with my eyes. He's already unbuttoning his pants when I lick my lips and look down at his hard cock."

Steve's so close, I kneel down between his legs so that I'm eye-level with his dick. His eyes are locked on me. "They never talk about how hard it is to suck cock when you're getting railed. Jordan had suuuuuuch a big cock, I almost couldn't fit all of it in my mouth. It tasted so good, I almost didn't notice when Matt came on my back and rubbed it in like lotion. Then when Oliver walked closer, I wiggled my ass toward him, why should he be left out of all the fun?"

Steve's hips are bucking impatiently. I lean down and kiss his tip. "Oliver's cock feels like heaven, and Jordan just tastes so fucking good. Before I know it, I'm cumming all over Oliver's cock and swallowing Jordan's load while Matt watches."

I smile and close my eyes. Steve holds his hips in place, and I feel the first shot on my left cheek. Then my neck. Then above the bridge of my nose.